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Also, @cosmic lemon-Nades, thanks for the poem :D
it is nice to know that one thing is possible but more things are greater than great.
"Why not an engine!" I thought to myself when brainstorming the topic of trains,
"An engine so nimble and long and powerful it could haul a mountain even if it rains!"
When the engine was ready I rolled it about prepping it for the first test,
The day went by and the engine was fine but now it is time for it's rest.
Some friends of mine joined to help me with building to give my engine a home,
after they left I finished the build and that is when I named it "Jerome".
Over the months the engine lay silent gathering up rust due to oxygenation,
Then Years went by then the boiler got dry waiting to be filled by a future generation.
For now the engine sleeps and rests in it's fame and glory,
until the time that the engine shall wake that's the end of the story.